Depois de milênios, vamos voltar a postar para nosso único leitor! Essa é pra você, Junior!

Ela é louca. Ela tem voz de negona. Ela faz música pra dançar e requebrar. Ela tem um cabelo bizarro. My new obsession.

Rehab

Amy Winehouse

They tried to make me go to rehab
But I said ‘no, no, no’
Yes, I’ve been black, but when I come back
You’ll know-know-know
I ain’t got the time
And if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab
But I won’t go-go-go

I’d rather be at home with Ray
I ain’t got seventy days
‘Cause there’s nothing
There’s nothing you can teach me
That I can’t learn from Mr. Hathaway

I didn’t get a lot in class
But I know it don’t come in a shot glass

They tried to make me go to rehab
But I said ‘no, no, no’
Yes, I’ve been black, but when I come back
You’ll know-know-know
I ain’t got the time
And if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab
But I won’t go-go-go

The man said "why do you think you’re here?"
I said "I got no idea.
I’m gonna, I’m gonna lose my baby,
So I always keep a bottle near."
He said "I just think you’re depressed,
Kiss me here, baby, and go rest."

They tried to make me go to rehab
But I said ‘no, no, no’
Yes, I’ve been black, but when I come back
You’ll know-know-know

I don’t ever want to drink again
I just, ooh, I just need a friend
I’m not going to spend ten weeks
And have everyone think I’m on the mend

It’s not just my pride
It’s just ’til these tears have dried

They tried to make me go to rehab
But I said ‘no, no, no’
Yes, I’ve been black, but when I come back
You’ll know-know-know
I ain’t got the time
And if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab
But I won’t go-go-go

Essa fez sucessinho, daqui a pouco entra em trilha de novela da Grobo, que nem a Corinne Bailey Rae.

Feeling Good

Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Reeds driftin’ on by you know how I feel

(refrain)
It’s a new dawn
It’s a new day
It’s a new life
For me
And I’m feeling good

Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom in the tree you know how I feel

(refrain)

Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don’t you know
Butterflies all havin’ fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when day is done
That’s what I mean

And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me

Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel

Gabi

Ah, droga.

Sparks - Coldplay

Did I drive you away?
I know what you’ll say
You’ll say ‘Oh, sing one you know’
But I promise you this
I’ll always look out for you
That’s what I’ll do

I say oh…
I say oh…

My heart is yours
See you that I hold on to you
That’s what I’ll do
I know I was wrong
But I won’t let you down
Oh yeah I will, yeah I will
Yes I will do

I said oh…
I cry oh…
I saw sparks
I saw sparks
I saw sparks
I saw sparks

something [the beatles]

Something in the way she moves,
Attracts me like no other lover.
Something in the way she woos me.
I don’t wanna leave her now,
You know I believe, and how.

Something in the way she knows,
And all I have to do is think of her.
Something in the things she shows me.
I don’t wanna leave her now.
You know I believe and how.

Falling into Grace

What ever never knew
That I could feel so good
Smile in your eyes
What ever never knew
That I could walk through wood
I guess I never tried
A million years old
But just a little girl
Vibin’ off the gong
Rubbin’ on the bowls
Make you float around
Make your lovin’ strong

And when we get
In the same place
At the same time
It is your grace
That I want to
Fall right into now
To love avow

I’m falling into grace with you
I’m falling into guru muhk
I’m falling into grace with you
I’m falling into guru muhk

She moves in a rapture
That her capsule might
Land on your star
Meditating in the morning
Head dressed in white
Beauty bazaar

You can smell the purple light
Comin’ from her heart
Get lost and wet
I treat you like a teacher
‘Cause that’s what you are
I wanna be your pet

And when we get
In the same place
At the same time
It is your grace
That I want to
Fall right into now
To love avow

I’m falling into grace with you
I’m falling into guru muhk
I’m falling into grace with you
I’m falling into guru muhk

( chanting thing )

I’m falling into grace with you
I’m falling into guru muhk
I’m falling into grace with you
I’m falling into guru muhk

I’m falling into grace with you
I’m falling into guru muhk
I’m falling into grace with you
I’m falling into guru muhk

Primeiro acha que eu me rotulo de emo sem perceber que isso é uma piada, geralmente colocada em letras que tem uma temática mais triste, depois aponta o dedo na nossa cara perguntando quem nós pensamos que somos. Ora essa, eu sou alguém que escreve o que quer, quando quer e se você não gostou, recomendo que saia daqui e vá procurar letras de música no Terra Letras.

Infelizmente o que a gente vê aqui, é mais um caso da modinha de odiar modinha, um exercício de intolerância de alguém que pra justificar o seu gosto necessita rebaixar o gosto alheio, usando argumentos irrefutáveis como "usar roupa preta é uma atitude falsa".

E só pra esclarecer e aplacar a ira da leitora revoltadinha: se ela perdesse mais 2 minutos do precioso tempo dela lendo esse blog que ninguém mais lê, veria que geralmente as músicas postadas tem um tom confessional, de quem se identifica com a situação retratada pelo compositor.. O "que lixo", se refere ao descontentamento com a situação.

Da próxima vez eu faço um desenho, ok?

A letra? Hum. Tem um versinho em particular que é bem bacana. Fica a critério do leitor descobrir qual seja.

Mr Brightside - The Killers

Coming out of my cage
And I’ve been doin’ just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss

Now I’m falling asleep
And she’s calling a cab
While he’s having a smoke
And she’s taking a drag

Now they’re going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it’s all in my head
But she’s touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now
Let me go

And I just can’t look
It’s killing me
And taking control

Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it’s just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
‘Cause I’m Mr. Brightside

I’m coming out of my cage
And I’ve been doin’ just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss

Now I’m falling asleep
And she’s calling a cab
While he’s having a smoke
And she’s taking a drag

Now they’re going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it’s all in my head
But she’s touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now
Let me go

‘Cause I just can’t look
It’s killing me
And taking control

Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it’s just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
‘Cause I’m Mr. Brightside

I never
I never
I never
I never

Gabi

E aí está chovendo.

Você é o cara certo no lugar errado e eu só não digo que isso é uma verdade imutável porque Why Does It Always Rains On Me é outra música e é do Travis.

Alguém tem uma capa?

[sunday morning, maroon 5]

Sunday morning, rain is falling
Steal some covers, share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in

But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you

That maybe all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave

Fingers trace your every outline
Paint your picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather, still together when it ends

That maybe all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave

But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning, rain is falling and I’m calling out to you
Singing someday it’ll bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself back home to you

And you may not know
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning

E sempre tocava essa música. Era do A-ha, e todas as meninas eram apaixonadas pelo vocalista da banda. Eles eram noruegueses, o que já traz um certo appeal, uma coisa meio viking. E a voz do cara era bem bacana.

Aí nesses tempos de e-mule, achei uma versão do Coldplay, acústica, lindinha. E o bonitinho do marido da Gwineth canta uns pedacinhos errados, troca a letra…

Uma graça, gente.

Here, I am
And beyond the reach of my hands
She’s sound asleep
And she’s sweet another know why
These dreams could’ve seen her
And I watched her slipping away
And I know I’ll be hunting high and low
High…
There’s no end to the lengths
I’ll go too high and low
High…
There’s no end to the lengths
I’ll go too find her again
Upon this my dreams I depend
And, through the dark
I can hear the pounding of her heart
Next to mine
She’s the sweetest love I could find
So I know I’ll be hunting high and low
High…
There’s no end to the lengths
I’ll go too high and low
High…
Do you know how it feels to love you?
Do you know how it feels to love you?
High and Low

Tá, é trilha de um desenho animado, mas quem se importa? Cowboy Bebop é do caralho, e a música é tão boa quanto.

Gotta Knock a Little Harder - The Seatbelts

Happiness is just a word to me
And it might have meant a thing or two
If I’d known the difference

Emptiness, a lonely parody
And my life, another smokin’ gun
A sign of my indifference

Always keepin’ safe inside
Where no one ever had a chance
To penetrate a break in

Let me tell you some have tried
But I would slam the door so tight
That they could never get in

Kept my cool under lock and key
And I never shed a tear
Another sign of my condidtion

Fear of love or bitter vanity
That kept me on the run
The main events at my confession

I kept a chain upon my door
That would shake the shame of Cain
Into a blind submission

The burning ghost without a name
Was calling all the same
But I wouldn’t listen

The longer I’d stall
The further I’d crawl
The further I’d crawl
The harder I’d fall
I was crawlin’ into the fire

The more that I saw
The further I’d fall
The further I’d fall
The lower I’d crawl
I kept fallin’ into the fire
Into the fire
Into the fire

Suddenly it occurred to me
The reason for the run and hide
Had totaled my existnce

Everything left on the other side
Could never be much worse that this
But could I go the distance

I faced the door and all my shame
Tearin’ off each piece of chain
Until they all were broken

But no matter how I tried
The other side was licked so tight
That door it wouldn’t open

Gave it all that I got
And started to knock
Shouted for someone
To open the lock
I just gotta get through the door

And the more that I knocked
The hotter I got
The hotter I got
The harder I’d knock
I just gotta break through the door

Gotta knock a little harder
Gotta knock a little harder
Gotta knock a little harder
Break through the door